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He screams. It excites my wolf. I lean close, breathing in the agony. “This is mercy” I say softly. “Because if it weren’t, I’d make you beg before I ended you.” And then I rip. His heart comes out warm in my palm, pulsing for a moment longer before it dies in my grip. Silence again. Only the sound of dripping. I toss the body aside like a broken toy. “You could’ve let him bleed longer, Alpha” Lyall says, stepping forward.

Three hours later, Elena arrived at the tribunal still bleeding from the shoulder wound that Dr. Chen tried to heal. Alphas from across the continent filled the council chambers, making it feel like an execution rather than a fair trial. At least three of the seven alphas sat at an elevated bench with Thomas at the center, looking calm and confident, avoiding eye contact with Elena, likely because they'd already decided how to vote. The stolen files were organized in neat folders that looked professional, but they probably wouldn't be enough to overcome two centuries of propaganda about silver wolves being existential threats. Dante sat beside Elena at the defendant table,with Marcus and Isa

His silver hair embraced the nap of his neck with the loose strands curling at the ends, a blue tinge could be visible as the thick locks caught the light, he was a true god confine in the intoxicating body of an Alpha wolf. Cian, I thought curiously as his name tasted delicious on my lips. “Has the wolf come to catch its prey?” I asked as I connected to his mental psyche. The silver-haired alpha arched his eyebrows curiously as the corner of his mouth twitched from amusement, I wanted to caress the corners of his mouth and trail my fingers along the curve of his lips. His clear blue eyes sparkled with curiosity as I seamlessly entered his mind, the connection that we shared only grew strong

"Did you call Linda insane when she stabbed me with a silver blade? Did you call her a bitch when she carved up my face? How pathetic I was, falling in love with an animal like you. Don't worry. I got my punishment." I smiled. The blade traced down his arm and stopped at his wrist. "But you're not done yet. An Alpha's hands are useless to you now anyway. You were defeated, so you're not an Alpha anymore." Two more cuts, and both hand tendons severed. Now Julian was crippled in all four limbs. The Alpha who once stood above everyone else couldn't even wipe his own ass now. I stood and threw the bloodied knife on the ground. "Theo, throw him out."

We've even sewn together a new, fancy shirt for Alpha Nico to wear, and a silk dress for Luna Tatiana, our beloved leader’s wife. I could never imagine a love like theirs. I always dreamed of something more...something deeper...a love that would make me feel safe, secure, and wanted. But the Alphas only ever accept the best females into their packs. If they were to see me, they would never choose me. And anyway, I am an Omega. A servant. I know my place, and I make the best of it. You won't find a better cook in the whole of the lands, mark my words.

] The Alpha Of Alphas rose slowly to his feet and faced the training ground once more, ignoring the tears streaming down his face as he stared at the lifeless form lying there. "You have asked a question, My Beta..." He spoke softly. "Fate is when you've spent forty years without a Mate and when the Luna Goddess decides to give you a Mate she gives you a Tiger and not just any Tiger your enemy as a Mate, that is fate, My Beta." A new voice came from behind him. The Alpha Of Alphas turned, expecting someone else, a stranger, another Alpha perhaps. Instead, he found a small child staring at him with large grey eyes filled with curiosity and a burning taste for revenge. He looked so much like h

My heart beat against my chest as I tiptoed over, and my fingers were trembling as I reached down and picked up the paper. It felt heavy, and crisp. I unfolded it slowly, with the crease popping quietly in the silent room. And the words written inside, made me freeze in my tracks. Written in sharp, elegant handwriting was a single, devastating line: "Trust no one Everett. Not even your alpha. Alphas love to play games and omegas are toys, don't let their sweet but fake words deceive you. Your life and that of your family depend on it."

From then on, only authorized people can see him. The crowd watched as a very handsome brown-haired young man dressed in a blue suit climbed up to the stage. "This is my son, your soon-to-be Alpha king, Murphy Castillo." the Alpha king announced with pride and everyone cheered, whistled and applauded. Unmated females in the audience looked lovestruck and wished sincerely that he'd be their mate even though the reality was that he wasn't.

Alpha has to act this low, isn't it sad. Alpha Manny touched herself with her hand. She sighed and closed her eyes ... she was trying in a crazy way to get Harry to touch her. Even to the point that she felt almost cumming with her own hands, Harry didn't flinch. He didn't move at all. His eyes saw all of Alpha Manny's actions which he thought were out of bounds ... without any lust, at all. And it relieved him. He was sure that there was no woman in front of him in his heart. His heart has anchored with Mendes who is pregnant with his child.

I could actually hear the venom in Alpha's tone. "I know Alpha. I wasn't thinking." "You're officially the worst beta ever," Alpha sighed. His voice sounded normal again. Was this guy schizophrenic? "You know that twelve thousand four hundred and four is not the number of women I've bed, but the number of lives I've taken?" he asked Carson. But Alpha's tone this time was laced with darkness— and possibly regret. My breath hitched. If he found me, I would be number twelve thousand four hundred and five. Goodbye, Hazel Valentine, I sobbed internally. Fear ate at my soul and my blood ran cold.